Posted by Inga on January 07, 2003 at 13:08 [24.205.177.129]
I sometimes think back to when I was a girl. As everyone who reads my posts knows I started messing and wetting my pants in about the third grade. I did it every day. Hey, I even messed my pants at church. I learned it on my own. Mom taught me that it was OK to wet your pants as long as you were standing in the grass or swimming.
Mom knew my secret but never said anything unless she was drunk. Several times she actually messed her pants when she was loaded. If she passed out she always wet herself.
I played a trick on her once. Her boyfriend, my uncle Ray had been at our house till around mid-night. Mom and he were drinking. They were both drunk. He went home after Jay Leno and mom was passed out on the couch. Her orange dress was bunched up at the waist. She had a major run in her pantyhose from the leg of her girdle, all the way to her ankle. She was bloated and I knew it was only a matter of time before she peed her pants.
I had filled my diaper earlier but had not yet sat on it. I got a great idea. I rolled mom onto her left side. I reached into my diaper through the rear elastic and grabbed my still warm turd that felt like a banana and slide it down the back of mom's panties. She was wearing nylon briefs, pantyhose and a long leg girdle. I placed my banana neatly in her crotch. I fixed everything back up and even poured a glass of warm water on her to start her pee flowing. It worked. She let out a torrent. I fell asleep in the chair wanting to hear her comments when she woke up.
Around five she woke up. She shook her head and adjusted her dress. She had to feel the pile of poop in her seat. Her pants were wet but she knew that. The back of her dress was wet too. She stood up and did some stretching. She never felt her bottom, but I'm sure she knew. I pretended to still be asleep. Mom yawned and wispered, "I don't know what you like doing it for" as she stumbled to the bathroom and a shower. My diaper was soaked and carrying a new mud log. I had to laugh, I had actually messed my moms pants and she'll never know. She knows I like to mess my pants and so does her sister, but she only comments when she's drinking.
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